New York Moment

There are some things that just hit me as "Sooooo New York." Like, I'm sure this only happens here. I had one of these moments recently that just kinda made me laugh.

On the way home from work, there is a certain bodega (little, tiny grocery) that we like to frequent for necessities of the milk and oj variety. While we were there the other day, I noticed a cat wandering around the store - not that surprising as our neighborhood is overrun with cats and the door is never shut.

I, being a cat lover and all that, scratched behind it's ears for a second and got on with my oj purchasing. When I was going down the aisle, boyfriend extraordinaire said "You've got a Simon following you!" I looked behind me, and sure enough the cat had followed me. Oh, Simon is what we call pretty much every cat anywhere... it's all because of this episode of American Dad.

We thought it was pretty funny, so there's photo evidence. (sorry for the blurriness)

I'm pretty sure that cat still knows who I am when I walk in. Go figure, right? Do I still rub it's head? Yes, yes I do.

Is there really any other place in the states where this happens? I'm imagining no, but I could be very wrong.

A Ranty Day

Sometimes working on Saturdays makes me rant a little more than usual. I really don't mean to, or like to for that matter, but that's just the way it goes. The little things just irk me. Like....

Dear lady on the train: Not EVERYONE wants to hear your kid singing some song in Spanish.
Dear customer: I will never understand what you want from me if you don't SPEAK. Lists don't equal questions. Try harder.
How is it possible that the employee restroom at work is in MUCH worse condition than the public restroom?? Come on, now.
Dear other customer: It's not possible for me to read every book you put your hand on - so, no. I don't know what that one is about. Read the blurb.

And so on and so forth. This isn't including my co-worker rants... cause those might get out ;). I'm only semi-kidding there. Ahem.

Anyway, Saturday + Work = Rants. Got it? Good.

On the upside - it's not raining today. It's been a while since I've been able to say that. Yesterday Boyfriend and I got stuck in a very sudden downpour. That's always a fun walk. We. Were. Soaked. Umbrellas = not useful. See? Another rant. Sorry.

On that note, I'll leave you one last rant:
Dear oblivious customer: It's not cute that your kid is wailing on the floor and you just keep walking. That's not ok. Please come back for your kid.

Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen

It's a whole new thing to see a movie with an expert. Perhaps there aren't many experts on movies, but I'm in luck that my boyfriend extraordinaire is an expert in all things toys and comics. This, of course, includes all things Transformers.

I will give this as his answer to the 'bot movies: "My childhood has been raped on film for all to see." So yeah, as a rule, he's totally against the movies... but he still goes to see them to make sure he knows what he's against :).

I'm kinda in between on the whole liking/disliking issue. I mean, I like all of the action and the way the 'bots move and are presented... it's just kinda cool.

But I can definitely see what the problems are. I mean, there are portions of the movie that are just completely fabricated for the movies. That makes it seem a bit less authentic to the story. It's hard to piece things together with what I've seen on cartoons and comics and such - like the colors were kinda wrong for characters... the autobot/decepticon symbols were barely there (so ya never knew who was fighting whom).... and so on.

I really don't want to complain too much. I'm pretty sure my opinion has been skewed a bit because of the boyfriend. Which isn't a problem, but it's definitely made me a bit more cynical toward the Hollywood version of Transformers.

A New Beginning

There's something so refreshing about starting a new blog. I've done it a few times - and it's always cause I'm tired of the format of the old blog. But for the sake of continuity - here is the old blog url. I used that one for, like, four years... I think. Something like that. It's pretty intense, whatever it is.

I never really write about anything life changing - just basic life stuff. I've been living in NYC for a year and a half - being a Librarian and loving it! I'm still experiencing the city in different ways. Sometimes it's quite a trip, but at least that's always a trip!

Lately I've noticed that you can do anything ridiculous and people don't look at you crazy. I mean, usually you feel embarased if you trip on the sidewalk... here, not so much. The other day I accidentally ran our Danger Cart (aka the granny cart) into the ground with it packed with laundry. I looked like such a dweeb... but no one blinked an eye. Guess that's one of the wonderful things about the city.

Well, I just wanted to start out the blog and such. Hopefully I'll get back to blogging more regularly here :). One can hope, huh?